The same hand moved the mug out of her reach and she frowned. First he wanted her to drink it and now he didn’t—couldn’t he make up his mind? Opening her mouth, she went to tell him what he could do with his wretched coffee then suddenly thought better of it. She certainly didn’t want to create a scene in front of Joseph.
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